Chapter 462

Sun Tianzheng couldn't help but have tears in his eyes. He wiped away his tears with his sleeves, not wanting others to see his embarrassment. But when he looked back, he saw that the CEOs were all like him, with tears welling up in their eyes.

For a moment, he was completely stunned.

Like everyone else, they were all unbelievable about Ye Qing's cooking skills.

They had eaten countless delicacies from the mountains and seas in the world, but never like today, after eating, they actually looked a little out of control.

It's not that their emotional trigger point is too low.

But the food made by Ye Qing is so delicious that it makes people cry!

Faced with such delicious food, everyone couldn't help but feast on it. Soon, a large table full of food was eaten up.

Looking at the empty plates, Sun Tianzheng and the CEOs touched their stomachs and felt that they were still a little unsatisfied.

"Mr. Ye, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so amazing!"

"Thank you very much for cooking this time, so that we have the honor to taste such a unique delicacy!"

"......"

Ye Qing also nodded calmly and chatted with Avril and Lin Yi beside him.

At this moment, a bodyguard walked in quietly, then whispered a few words to Sun Tianzheng, and then quickly left the restaurant.

Seeing this, everyone looked at Sun Tianzheng and asked curiously: "Old Sun, what happened?"

Sun Tianzheng smiled and said hurriedly: "It's nothing big, it's just that Ma Fei, the calligraphy and painting master of the Calligraphy Association, has also come to Suzhou Garden."

The bosses were all confused. What does Ma Fei mean by coming? Can he be as noble as Mr. Ye? He can't leave Mr. Ye behind to accompany a calligraphy and painting master, right?

Sun Tianzheng also saw what everyone was thinking, so he explained: "It's like this, Master Ma Fei was actually invited to write an inscription for a pavilion in Suzhou Garden. This person has a high level of attainment in calligraphy and painting, and is known as the Oriental Van Gogh. His works are very ornamental..."

"Mr. Ye, why don't we go over and take a look, after all, Ma Fei's calligraphy can be regarded as a landscape of the garden!" Finally, Sun Tianzheng looked at Ye Qing and asked for his opinion.

The bosses suddenly realized that Ma Fei was just invited to work, and from Sun Tianzheng's tone, this Ma Fei was probably only a master of calligraphy and painting, and was just a foil in front of Mr. Ye.

In fact, everyone is still somewhat interested in this calligraphy and painting. After all, rich people like to tinker with antiques and calligraphy and paintings. However, whether to go over to see Ma Fei's inscription depends on Mr. Ye's opinion.

So, everyone turned their eyes to Ye Qing.

Ye Qing thought for a moment, nodded and smiled, "Anyway, I have nothing to do, so it's okay to take a look."

Then, everyone got up and headed for Canglang Pavilion.

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At the same time, many tourists have gathered in Canglang Pavilion, a garden in Suzhou, to play here.

Canglang Pavilion has a long history and has been built for more than 700 years. It has a square, simple and solemn appearance. It is high on the hills and has the momentum of soaring into the sky, like a castle in the sky, and ethereal like a fairy residence.

Four giant stone pillars are built with umbrella-shaped eaves, and the rubble is neatly arranged and lined up. Various exquisite carvings are hung in the pavilion.

When people step into Canglang Pavilion, they can feel the breath of history and charming charm in this place where the ancients once set foot.

Everyone stopped in the pavilion to watch and take pictures, and the whole atmosphere couldn't help but appear very quiet.

"Look, isn't that Master Ma Fei?" Suddenly, a tourist's shout broke the harmonious viewing atmosphere.

Everyone looked over when they heard the noise. They saw a group of people coming outside the pavilion. The leader was wearing a white coat and cloth boots. Behind him were some young people who looked like students. They were holding a series of calligraphy and painting tools such as writing boards, paper and pens, inkstones, and inkstones. Just looking at their posture, you can tell that they are all calligraphy practitioners.

However, many people also recognized the leader. He was the famous calligrapher and painter of the Jiangnan Calligraphy Association: Mr. Ma Fei.

"Ma Fei, it's really him. I had the honor of meeting him last time I participated in an event."

"Is he the big guy who won the World Calligraphy and Painting Competition abroad?"

"It's him. He can be said to be the number one calligrapher in China, right?"

Many people rushed to Ma Fei. Whether they knew Ma Fei or not, they all surrounded him. When they heard how great he was, they all admired him.

"Teacher Ma, I'm your fan, please sign for me."

"Teacher Ma, can you write a calligraphy for me as a souvenir? It doesn't have to be too much, just three or four words will do."

"Do you know the rules? You have to pay cash when you ask Teacher Ma for calligraphy. The market price is 10,000 per word."

"Teacher Ma, I'm willing to pay 20,000. Can you write for me first?"

"......"

Faced with the enthusiastic welcome from everyone, Ma Fei looked veryCalmly and calmly, he waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Okay, everyone, stop arguing. I'm here to write inscriptions for the garden today. If you need a calligraphy, I'll ask my secretary to stay and contact you later. If you want to take a photo, please wait until I finish writing."

The apprentice beside Ma Fei also waved his hand and shouted, "Please make way, my master and I want to go into the pavilion to write inscriptions."

All the disciples protected Ma Fei and made a way for him.

The crowd was even more excited, shouting Ma Fei's name. In fact, many people didn't know who Ma Fei was, but they just liked to join in the fun and make a fuss.

Therefore, Ma Fei was originally just a calligrapher and painter, but now he made an appearance like a big star.

Some passers-by who didn't know what was going on thought it was a big star who came here to record a show.

After Ma Fei persuaded the onlookers, he finally squeezed into the Canglang Pavilion smoothly.

The security guards in the garden were also dispatched to temporarily ask the original tourists in the pavilion to leave and set up a cordon to ensure a safe environment for Ma Fei to write the inscription.

"Master Ma, you can start writing the inscription." The security captain said respectfully.

Ma Fei nodded calmly and asked his apprentices to hang the inscription board made of fine nanmu on the pillar and temporarily fix it, and then took out the four treasures of the study and started writing the inscription.

Everyone stared at Ma Fei, holding their breath and widening their eyes to watch the master's operation.

"The breeze is coming slowly, and the water is not rippled. Raise the wine to the guests, recite the poem of the bright moon, sing the chapter of the graceful... White dew across the river, the water light connects to the sky - Red Cliff Fu"

In just a few minutes, Ma Fei wrote this inscription excerpted from Red Cliff Fu, and then the security guards arranged for people to fix it in the pavilion.

When Ma Fei put down his pen, many people had not yet reacted.

"This... is it finished? As expected of a master, his writing style and speed are truly extraordinary."

"Master's handwriting is beautiful. At first glance, it looks like a flying dragon and a phoenix, majestic and magnificent. A closer look reveals a profound artistic conception, which is endless to savor. Master's painting will surely be a priceless treasure left to future generations!"

Everyone was amazed at Ma Fei's cursive writing.